You, only you

Beach

Once again, I found myself in the same old dream.

The smell of dead fish and salty seaweed boils and stews in my head.

The trails of footsteps that we left on the wet sand.

The feeling of regret fluctuating back and forth along with the waves.

Your smile disappearing as you said your final goodbyes to me.

Your face, turned against me. Looking at the roaring waves.

I don't know what you felt deep inside your heart.

I don't know what expression you had made.

I don't know what you are thinking of.

You are so familiar yet distant.

Your smell, so reminiscent of my content yet I have no remembrance of the possessor of this scent.

But deep down I knew

That only you would be the one

The one that would pop up once in a while within my dreams.

I can't tell whether its a nightmare or a sweet dream when you are in it

But all I know is that

Deep inside my consciousness

A feeling stronger than the tide is being held back by my conscience

I know I know and I know

These feelings sinned the day they had manifested

But even so

I can't help it

You don't know

And you never will

I will keep these feelings at bay